Trust.

A firm belief for someone or something. 

Maxus remembered being in the exact same spot he was in two years ago. His father's funeral just finishing the day before. Maxus was a newly made orphan without any parents in his life to provide him the love and basic needs of life.

The scene was clear as day in his head. That day had an unforgiving weather, pouring heavily outside the cozy comfort of the temple and flooding several streets around them. The temperature was borderline freezing, Maxus remembered shaking profusely to the cold but at that moment, it was the least of his concerns.

He remembered feeling like he was sinking endlessly.

A pit of pure emptiness was awaiting him. He didn't know what was going to happen to him, he didn't know if there was anything that could allow him to keep even the house he was staying in, the last place in the world that connected him to his parents, something he deeply wished would never be taken away